Listen
Does this sound familiar?
There was a troubled little girl
From a small troubled town
With nowhere to go
And always a frown
Above my bed there lies another sky
They told me love was dead and yet I try
Some day I won't be back
Some day no I won't come back
Some day mother knows what others say
Hand in glove they pray
Troubled girl
You don't know
Troubled girl
You don't know
Troubled girl
You don't know
Troubled girl
You don't know
You don't know you own whatever they will never have
